Chapter 455: Chapter 276: Xia Pingzhou’s Battle, Quasi-Catastrophe Level Clash
"Playing football?"
Xia Pingzhou’s tone was calm, his gaze fixed on the gigantic sphere.
What the flame demon didn’t expect was that the charging knight statue was also just a blinding technique of Xia Pingzhou.
As early as two seconds ago, the two soldier statues at the back of the array, along with the unremarkable bishop statue, were simultaneously sacrificed.
A cold glint flashed in Xia Pingzhou’s eyes. The two soldier statues and the silently standing bishop statue simultaneously shattered under his intent, transforming into three streams of black and white light condensed to the extreme, all infused onto the king’s scepter!
Meanwhile, the deep hollow eyes of the king’s statue suddenly lit up with two eerie blood glows. It was as if a contract with a demon was signed, gaining power from purgatory at that moment.
[Sacrifice "Bishop Giant," two "Soldier Giants," the release condition of power has been fulfilled.]
[Warning: Ultimate power— "King’s Flash" loading complete!]
Black and white prompt boxes popped up one after another before his eyes, with dangerous red words imprinted in his pupils.
"Black and White King’s Flash."
Xia Pingzhou said coldly, a pea-sized light orb at the tip of the scepter frantically pulsating, compressing, and twisting space, as if containing a universe about to collapse and explode! The next second—
"Hiss————!!!!!!!"
A terrifying black and white beam with a diameter of several meters roared out from the tip of the scepter. There was no sound, only the violent roar of energy tearing through the void!
Where the beam passed, time seemed to freeze, and space shattered inch by inch.
Devastating! The lava giant sphere, in contact with the black and white beam for less than half a second, silently disintegrated.
No explosion, no embers. That fireball, capable of burning down a skyscraper, seemed to be absorbed by a phantom black hole, instantly dissolved and devoured by the pure black and white, not even causing a ripple of resistance.
Yet the black and white pillar of light continued its unstoppable momentum forward, seemingly extending to the world’s end.
The flame demon’s face turned horrified.
"What?"
Originally, according to the trajectory of the Black and White King’s Flash, it shouldn’t touch the flame demon’s body. But in the next moment, an unexpected change occurred again.
A deep cold light swept through the eye sockets of the king’s statue, and its scepter suddenly swung horizontally.
Immediately, the previously straight beam unbelievably traced a circular arc across the heavens and earth. Sweeping. The world lost its color.
The deadly arc of light instantly greeted the flame demon. His pupils contracted, his soul shuddering. Driven by instinct, he desperately lunged to the right to dodge, moving like a flash of lightning!
"Hiss—!"
The black and white beam merely grazed the right half of his body, and his right arm and a small portion of his shoulder disappeared.
Blood spurted from his severed shoulder, drawing a glaring trajectory in the air, then spilling onto the scorched earth, rising into a large cloud of blood mist with a scorched smell.
The excruciating pain penetrated to the bone, with every nerve wailing! The flame demon was heavily knocked to the ground by the impact force.
He looked down at his empty right shoulder, horrified and startled.
At that moment, an indescribable coldness and fear swept over him. If he hadn’t dodged quickly, he would have been dead.
"A bit of skill..." The flame demon’s military uniform was tattered; his whole body blood-soaked, supported only by a single remaining arm, yet a gleam of a smile remained on his face.
He hunched his back and stomped his left foot on the ground.
The scorched earth beneath him burst violently.
"Boom—!" A deep, dull explosion, the flame waves compressed to the extreme, erupted from beneath his feet, generating a rocket-like furious thrust.
The blood-soaked body transformed into a meteor, roaring through the air, dragging a long fiery tail, charging at Xia Pingzhou with reckless abandon!
"Boom!!!" The dull sound like a drum, a blazing white fire fist fiercely smashed towards Xia Pingzhou’s face.
However, at this moment, Xia Pingzhou’s body was protected by a black and white barrier.
The barrier vibrated violently, rippling with tangible black waves! The furious flames impacted all around, causing the surrounding air to crackle, but the invisible wall remained unbreakable.
The scorching curtain receded. Xia Pingzhou’s figure stood motionless, his features indifferent in the fluctuating firelight.
"What’s this?" The flame demon’s brow furrowed.
Yet he no longer had time to think!
Out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed a graceful and ghostly white shadow. She appeared silently in the gap of his attack, holding one long and one short dagger!
In the blink of an eye, the icy glinting daggers, one up and one down, with traces of death, instantly tore through space, aiming straight for the flame demon’s throat and heart.
The flame demon’s pupils shrank sharply. At this moment of life and death, he unleashed astounding combat instincts, raising his arm, throwing a punch!
"Clang!" A piercing sound of clash rang out.
The left fist wrapped in white-hot flames slammed hard onto the dagger aimed at his heart. Simultaneously, his only left leg lifted suddenly, like a razor, precisely sweeping at the barrier, using the force, his body in the air forcibly twisted.
With the premise of losing balance, the heel wrapped in the last of his flame power dangerously kicked upward, intending to fend off the glint aimed at his throat!
"Clang!" Another explosive sound, sparks flying in all directions.
The flame demon successfully blocked the empress’s ambush, but the fierce impact sent him flying backward.
The queen’s statue clung like a bone-attached maggot, the twin daggers transforming into tens of thousands of afterimages, pursuing relentlessly like a storm! The trajectory of the daggers as chilling as ice.
The flame demon roared, relying on years of combat experience and the utmost exertion of his bodily instincts, using only one arm and one leg, engulfed in flames, to forcibly fend off the successive dozen assassination attempts as if battling a storm!